i don't know, i'm giving up. whatever is all that i can say. people are tiring. i get paid on sunday! hoorah! i found out that my sister is buying me shania twain's greatest hits for christmas. yay! yes, i like country music, anyone got a problem with that? i forgot to paint my nails, so they've still got metallic blue on the edges. oh well. okay, so to elaborate on the title of this entry, some twenty-ish year old guy likes me and he's really nice. is that too much of a difference in age? seeing as i'm seventeen and a half? i don't know, people my own age are too immature and just piss me off. i don't know, his name is Alex, and he's cute, he's got a job, he's really nice, and he's smart. what's the big deal? my mum started freaking out last night when i asked her if twenty three or so is too old. she went into this huge rant about me being vulnerable and stupid. i'm not stupid! a little 'obsessive' according to some, but that was completely different and i was weird then. i'm past all that, so i feel like this is really entirely new and not the same as what happened with jason. and besides, he was pathetic, a jerk, and a horrible person who is a bum (yes, i'm agreeing with you here nat, he is a bum). i'm sick of the games and the immaturity, i don't need that in my life. why can't people be straightforward with each other about what their intentions are and what they want? taylor hasn't written me back about what i wrote to him yesterday, but i really don't care. boys will be boys, and that's exactly it. i'm tired of boys and their bullshit. the one, the only, laura michelle* p.s. laura, i'm tired, and i'm hungry. save me! i'm going insane from other people's crapp and it's making me retarded!